Introducing......NONSENSE

[ZILLA THA GOODFELLA]

Wat Up Folx...This is a group that me, Infinite and Phar Phetched made up...All we do is rap watever comes 2 our mind, about wateva, Shit most of tha time aint even gonna make sense...I got this idea from tha movie Sixth Sense lol...Just like wuteva comes 2 yo head U just write it...

Only 1 rule...DO NOT PERFECT YOUR VERSE...Just do wuteva in yo head...


Ima start some shit up...

YO...Im tight like a Chinaman's eyes, when he's high and fly in tha sky/
Headin 4 tha world trade, he got a plan laid, but only 2 find out theres nothin there/
Aint no muthafuckin buildings, Shit is gone/
See what drugs can do 2 ya? It can confuse ya, abuse ya and eventually bury ya/
But fucc it, light a muthafuccin blunt U lil cunts/
Kick tha ball its a punt/
Rollin in this muthafuca like a trolley tryin 2 find wally/ Black and White like a Borden Colli/ Good Gully Miss Molly/
Introducing NoneSense, a Process of Objects/
Ridin, Collidin, Rhymes flowin like Gridin, timin/
Fucc a bitch, she aint Mindin, Her own bizznuss/ Wat is this, Can I get a muthafuccin witness? Look wat this bitch did 2 me, Now I can neva live happily/
I might is well just be alcoholic and smoke out on tha bionic, Hydroponic/
NONSENSE in tha muthafuccin House, Party in Doggy's Mom's Mouth....


Next?

[infinite59]

Infinite, repentless, gittin in it, did a bid, shot the kid/
Can I live, JayZ, wacker then shakespeare, hey he/
Is the wackest, and I'm the blackest cracker ass cracker/
Lackin Melanin spin, win some gin, and a pack of zigzags/
Let the games begin, sound familiar, it's the shiznut bieotch killed her/
Brag about feelin her, you feelin me, since muthafuckin 93!!!/'
But it's okay, it's okay, Infinite still an OG, you need the bad guy G/

Always pointing the finger at the bad guy, My Master P Last Don CD/
Is banging like a muthafuckin Tray Dee verse on 21 Jump Street/
Please, Geez freez, Jay-D music please, disease we's wiggaz are off the rocca/
Sippin cranberry juice, lose, wild like 2pac, swop cops adopt kids/
My homeboy Grand Wiz-ard, my shit is so absurd, thought you heard? Word!!!!!
Ghetto bird helicopters I father your style from a tower spinning backwards/
Fards Gaurds, Gods, Odd Jobs, slobs, crips, ships, lose lips sink ships/
Pissin while drinkin a 5th, the last ish, you cease and desist, myth/
Commit trip, sick my words are sent to commit a crime, infinite 5'9" bitch.

[Doggystylin]

infinite why did you delete my post....keystyling IS gay and just a waste of time.....write and record, not just write write write......record and get your voice heard

[ZILLA THA GOODFELLA]

He deleted yur post so I wouldnt see It....but I did bitch....

And Ur ass needs 2 do keystyle so U can learn how to rhyme....How tha fucc is an ammateur who dunno how 2 write a decent verse gonna be recording all of a sudden? Lame.......

[Tecknine]

Nonsence straight off the dome drinkin a corona\
Soon to blow up worse than that of Oklahoma\
Federal building, killing children using them as turkey Fillin'\
Eat there adams apple and spit out the seeds at the Ceilin'\
Ideal nonsence is appealing, 'Member when Maxi was rhyme stealin'\
I had a Coolata earlier mixed with some ambesol\
My whole face numb nose clogged sniffin aerosol\
Poppin Geritol mixed with Pure alcohol\
Im going Eminem on your asses with all the drug references\
My preference is to drop verbal molestin's on wack peasents\
Im hot like wearing a sweater in the desert\
Straight off my mind bombing instrumentals\
chippin teath detremental dental rentals\
LMAO